Tuesday, May 31, 2011

You Grab A Line and I'll Grab a Pole Honey

When Secret Agent Man was growing up he had a lot of free reign. He, and his identical twin brother, went off fishing, frog gigging (gross), camping and a myriad of other things well before they were teenagers. This was back in the day before cell phone, so they were truly left to their own devices many a time. This past weekend he told me we were going fishing at a place he went as a kid. Said I would like it!

At first things looked rather scenic.

Then he parked the vehicle, on the side of the road, and we proceeded down a very steep embankment. To say I wasn't feeling the fishing vibe at this moment would be an understatement. After seeing an old kitchen hand mixer laying by the bridge, I was just hoping no one tossed anything out their car window while we trudged along.

But, once there things looked a bit better.

We started wading down the creek to find a few good fishing spots. If you are the little girl in the household, you get a lift from your dad.

Everyone got their, "fish on", except me. I was the official photographer of the moment. And, that was okay by me.

Fishing is very relaxing, im not very good at it but i do enjoy being around water. Everyone please feel free to stop by my blog and read old order Mennonite Jeans new post on my blog. In this one she talks about getting ready for the farmers market, and talks a little about the Amish in her community. thanks folks. Richard

my hubby and his brother were almost twins 360 days apart...and they would take off by themselves when they were 4 and 5 years old trapsing through the country side by themselves...I couldn't imagine...

I love these family moments away from the house! Great on Toots for also catching a fish! Hope her's was bigger than the deerslayer's! These are the memories you will all carry with you forever. I am so glad to see you and your family on summery outings!

Looks like a great family outing. It's always good to have an official photographer on these types of occasions. Kudos to you for not being scared away after seeing the 'ol hand mixer by the side of the road.

My daughters are identical twins. There really is a special bond isn't there! Now, they both has little girls, live side by side, AND have married brothers. Your sister didn't marry his brother, did she?

What a fun day! I love fishing, but we dont get away to do it as often as I would like. The only time we have time is in the winter....I guess we should take up ice fishing...but that just sounds so cold:)

I am so glad I found your blog.. I enjoy the heck out of your posts. I'd like to invite you over to mine, I think we have a lot in common.. except you're a lot younger and way prettier. LOL((hugs)), Teresa :-)

LOVE the banjo reference! hee hee. Looks like an awesome place to fish. I miss those days when my dad took me fishing. We just don't go much these days, but now that summer is here, maybe the girls and I can get him out to a pond soon!

That really is a beautiful spot! I haven't been fishing in ages. Those little sun fish seem to be the ones that always take the bait! Was this a catch and release or a take home and fry them kind of fishing?

My father loved to fish and he would take me with him to Fire Island or Captree, Long Island when I was a child to go fishing with him. It is wonderful memories for me, and your children will alos remember this day!

You were a good sport to go along. When my family went fishing they usually just took me along to provide lunch. Looks like the kids were enjoying themselves too. How fun to go to one of their Dad's favorite chilhood spots. Was that a crawdad?? Great pictures as always.

I am glad 'Dueling Banjos' doesn't belong there... This kind of fishing is almost unknown here, rivers are too polluted and regulations are too strict. My only hint was in another movie: A River Runs Through It...

Farmchick, you always show and tell such wonderful stories. I have always thought that it would be fun to go fishing except that, with my luck, I would actually catch a fish and have to deal with a squirming, live and unhappy thing at the end of my line. They look better with lemon beurre and bread crumbs.

My uncle (game warden) used to tip Dad off about the trout release dates around home- so I have fished in this spot a few times, until a Water Moccasin swam right past me. That cured me of fly fishing right quickly!

It's probably for the best if the twins gave up frog-gigging- unless their aim has improved since high school...

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